[center][b]Gretchen[/b][/center]

(( Sorry, misread that :’( ))

“Look at what?”

“That?”

Ooooooooooooohhhh

She ran right at the beam emitter, poking it, staring right at the eye of the beam cross-eyed.

“If it’s not supposed to point out how pretty I am… Oh, right! It’s passing right through me! Hahaha!” 

Perhaps it’s a misconstrued issue over whether fear really affected Gretchen. There are many things going on in her own brain she can’t keep up with it. 

“Why don’t we put a mask over that face of yours, Devika? That bruise is horrific!”

She sauntered over and placed it on top of her head, but turning quickly to face Flood: 

“Want to hang out some time soon, hot stuff?”